Agree?" she said, still panting."Agreed." said Zach, still out of breath.*********Carol entered her office the next day. In her mind, everything was r...ight with the world now and she was ready to take on other people's problems with a clear head.The first client to enter was a man in his 40's. He was slim, average height, salt and pepper hair, very attractive and. wore business casual clothing. She assumed him to be professional in his line of work, given the general confidence and comfort he. .." Smiling she complied. Squeezing the bottle I drizzled it all over her hard nipples, belly (and what a sexy belly she had and thighs. “MMMM that is soooo nice the warm oil, love the way it feels on me” she purred. Kneeling down she felt my rough callous hands rubbing across her tits, every so often pinching, pulling and tweaking her nipples nice and hard (Brandy was a bit of a freak in the sheets and loved nipple pain)."Ooooh yesss..damn Danny.. fuck baby...you're making me wet..." she. A lot older than me, he has come under my spell, with me using his house to entertain my subs, me being a professional dome. I am a very tall blonde, in my thirties, and love to smoke cigars and a pipe, never having enjoyed cigarettes. I had discovered in my early twenties the power I had over men with the smoking fetish, and there are plenty of them, nearly all natural subs.The slave who owns the house(or should I say, used to) is a very nice man in his fifties who was left a great deal of. I, like normal teenagers, look at most girls and mentally undress them, thinking about if they are freaks in bed behind their reserved looks at school, but not Marissa. She was different. I noticed in passing her locker the few friends she had were woefully conservative, and that they only seemed to do things between them. They didn’t attend parties, date, or even see movies with guys. I so badly wanted to ask her if she’d be up for hanging out, and attempting to break her out of her shell,.